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"I ain't special. I'm just a man who's trying to live a decent life and not make women cry in my shop," Osamu said as he tried to turn away from the woman he was growing to like spending time with.
Lilith wiped away her tears and teased, "so you can get in daily fistfights with your brother but you can't take a compliment or two?"
Osamu gave her a dead look and slid a plate filled with way too many onigiris her way. "Shut up and eat."
She pointed at the full plate and said, "either you're calling me hella fat by thinking I can eat all these, or you're trying to fatten me up to sell me to the Jang's Butchery across the street."
Osamu surprised them both when he murmured, "If anyone's getting a piece of that gorgeous ass, it ain't be'n Jang. It's gonna be me."
Before he could do something horrifying like compliment her again, he shoved an entire onigiri in his mouth.
Lilith blinked in surprise when Osamu's cheeks poked out like a chipmunk as he chewed. "Jesus pretty boy, who knew you had such a big mouth? Now that you got it in there, you going to show me how good you swallow too?"
Osamu's grey eyes sliced over to her. Through his thick black lashes, he glared at her.
Lilith picked up an onigiri and casually bit the top off of it. Now she was supposed to be making a sexual joke about him watching food go in her mouth, but she got lost in the phenomenal flavor of the food. "Oh my fuck'n god Osamu!! This is fucking amazing!"
Osamu's thick black brows rose in surprise as Lilith too shoved the onigiri into her mouth in a massive bite. Honestly, he always loved women who liked to eat. Food was the way to his heart, and he felt genuinely pride to see Lilith turn into an absolute puddle of happiness as she ate his handmade food.
After he got done with his behemoth-sized bite, he joked, "ya act like you haven't eaten in 12 years."
"I've been pretty busy with work to actually spend much time cooking, but I love food," she hummed as she tucked one of her feet under her thigh. Osamu was forced to hide his smile behind another onigiri. He liked seeing her get comfortable around him. Now that she was happier than a bear in a berry bush, Lilith said, "I cook pretty much all of Ren and I's meals since it's so much cheaper than eating out. Plus there is just something about a homemade meal that hits different, ya know?"
"Fuck yeah." Osamu nodded passionately. "I go out with my friends for drinks and stuff, but be'n at home with a warm dinner is the best."
Lilith's eyes danced with excitement as she giggled, "can I tell you something silly?"
You could tell me anything in this world and I wouldn't find it stupid.
I want to know all the silly shit about you.
Instead of saying that sappy shit out loud, Osamu chuckled in his deep baritone, "tell me."
"My favorite thing ever is going to the grocery store and making an entire meal out of only the items that are on sale!"
He smiled as he nodded in agreeance. "Sales are fuck'n awesome because then I don't feel guilty about buying the expensive shit I'm usually too cheap to get."
"RIGHT!!?"
Osamu propped his elbow up on the bar top. He put his cheek on his fist and listened to Lilith animated tell him all about the wildest thing she's made and the best deals she's scored. As the night drug on Osamu felt his cheeks begin to hurt, for never before in his life had he smiled as much as he had when he was with Lilith.
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Thunder Thighs ( Osamu Miya x OC)
Romance🌫️ Post Time Skip 🌫️ "Tell me, pretty boy, are you going to fuck me or not?" At the age of 27, Osamu Miya finds himself enraptured by a sinfully thick blonde who is able to boldly match his quiet dominant brand of energy with her own firey one. ...